The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 3: Unexpected Ally…

Lyla

For a moment, nobody moved.

Then slowly, Darius released me, his expression shifting from arrogance to unease.

“Who the hell was that?” he muttered glancing in the direction of the growl.

I didn’t answer.

I didn’t know who he was either but I felt a strange pull towards him, a sense of safety I hadn’t felt in years.

My eyes drifted to where he was across the room but he was no longer there.

I turned around frantically, searching for him in the crowd, but I couldn’t find him.

He was just here a few seconds ago.

The cruel laughter from the boys reminded me of my current dilemma.

One of the boys suddenly yelped and pointed to my legs – I flushed in embarrassment as they laughed again.

It was my warm juices… I was so horny that I could feel every underwear I had on, soaked.

I closed my eyes, trying to block everyone out.

My body was just reacting to having plenty of men around me at the same time.

“What’s the matter, Lyla?” feeling a little… needy?” Darius taunted me as he stepped closer again.

“I bet you’d do anything to make this stop, wouldn’t you?”

My breath hitched.

I could feel my heat intensifying.

Darius’ voice – the manly scent of the men around me… gosh! It was driving me crazy, making my skin burn and my thoughts blur.

It was as though every nerve in my body was on fire and my senses were overwhelmed by the unbearable desire coursing through my veins.

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I moaned loudly, clamping my legs together as the scent of my high arousal hung heavy in the air.

Right now, that didn’t matter, I just wanted to take care of the pressure building inside me.

“Come on,” Darius sneered, leaning in closer.

“Why don’t you just beg us? We might take pity on you, mutt.

”

my heart

the twisted flicker of excitement that pulsed through me

hated my body’s betrayal, how it craved for any touch, any relief, even

legs felt weak, my breath ragged and I knew I

and my mind was fogged by the need

friends jeered, their taunts mingling with the roaring in

one

“She can barely stand.

Pathetic.

”

and ran his index finger on

his finger inside it, tears

tongue up and down his finger,

voice dripped with false sympathy as he turned to

do anything

Lyla? Do you want

them before he could finish speaking, stumbling as

could hear mocking laughter chasing me but I didn’t

only thought was to get away, to find somewhere – anywhere – I could

wall of muscle and staggered

up, an apology on my lips but the words died in

was the amber-eyed

locked onto mine with a mix of curiosity and

close, he was even more striking – tall, broad-shoulders, dressed in

over the room as everyone turned to

could feel their stares and a sickening dread pooled

to his signet on the third finger of his left hand and

Lycan leader, but

of the White Moon Throne – the highest rank in

as I realized

was standing before the most powerful man in my world, with the scent of my arousal in

expecting a reprimand or

knew the punishment for uncontrolled heat

that could bring down the wrath of the

deep amber

his

up

asked, his voice sending shivers through

arm and my breath hitched again as I struggled to find my

my body

crashed over me, stronger than before

him, my vision blurring as desire overwhelmed my

caught me, his

of his chest against mine, I could smell

his gaze fixed on me with an

Time seemed to slow.

room faded away, the whispers and the judgment fading into the background as I and the Lycan leader stood locked in this strange, charged

of something raw and